Agradecimento a VidaAgradecimento a Vida4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Agradeço a Vida
por ter me feito uma mente desordenada
e um coração indomável.
E me fazer ver
que viver é ser louco e apaixonado.
FighterMy tongue is a weaponFighter3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sharp as a blade
My mind is a tool
You best be afraid
I've practiced my skills
And mastered my arts
I dare you to attack me
I'll tear you apart
My love is my armor
My strength is my shield
In the past, you've won battles
But I've long since healed
So when we meet again I'll be ready
This time I will win
I'm ready to stand up
And bring out the fighter within
Xora Patrone - PrologueTitle: Xora Patrone - Prologue: Welcome to the MSV Dolus BiaXora Patrone - Prologue4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Game: Mass Effect
Characters/Pairing: All Original Characters - Xora Patrone(female human), Lyrik Castius(male turian), Josie Madeen(female human), Hal'Jurgar(male quarian), Tren and Kero(male krogans).
Prologue Welcome to the MSV Dolus Bia
My name is Captain Xora Lee Patrone. Some people refer to me as "Z," I don't know why. I think they are doing it to irritate me, which it usually does. A friend of mine asked me to start sharing my story. They said, "You should write a book about what happened. People will want to read it." Personally, I wanted to avoid it as much as possible. Yet here I am about to share the turning point in my life of choices, of defeat, and of love. There's a lot you need to know about me first - like my past, my ship, and my crew. But most importantly, I need to explain my burning hatred for biotics. So let's get started.
I was born on Decem
Skyrim - One Hour FinaleSkyrim - One Hour Finale2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'The Finale' by Dawnweaver13
Good evening, ladies and lords, marquis and marchioness, baron and baroness, count and countess, their vassals, honored guests and members of the house, and of course the never still servants for without them our occasion in this special evening would not exist. We must express our gratitude for this once in a lifetime chance to deliver our stories and songs in front of venerable hosts. Now we remember telling most of you in your private holds the story of Dragon born and her trials against Alduin, how she fell from Akatosh' claim into Molag Bal's realm. Milord personally requested that we ought to continue such story…
To you, milord and lady, t'is story would be nothing but a tale to invigorate thine imagination. Yet to us, this tale is our reality. Therefore we must ask before we proceed, wo
Twas the Night - Drow RemixTwas the night before Christmas in this Underdark taleTwas the Night - Drow Remix7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Not a drow wasn't plotting and their plans could not fail
Each had their agenda for this Christmas Eve night
Though rest assured good readers there WILL be a fight
The drow had a plan to capture Saint Nick
To keep all the toys since they're all little pricks
If Santa would continue to bring them coal every year
Then it was time for this fat man to know some drow fear
Drow: We shall destroy Christmas for one and for all!
Drow 2: And with this the hearts of youths shall fall
Drow 3: Their hero, this Santa, will be dead in no time
Drow 4: Anyone else know why we're speaking in rhyme?
Know well this vile plan did not go without knowledge
Since Rain had been traveling to his Underdark cottage
Misery: I cant believe you have a cottage way down here
Rain: But killing drow fills Rain with such cheer ^_^
Misery: So you say drow plan to kill Christmas, t
Paved with good IntentionsPaved with good Intentions5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been a trap since the beginning. She had felt it, but being among strangers she had not been sure they would have listened to her advice. Besides which, time being of the essence, they could spare no delay due to doubt.
Now standing in the midst of mountains of grain they were surrounded by creatures out of some nightmarish Ustalavian folktale, gaunt, skeletal men; their eyes burning with blue fire and their bodies shrouded in black cloth; armed with wicked scythes of clear keleshite design. A dark fog clouded the air and stole the sound from around them. The creatures' numbers doubled their own.
Jordan found it ironic that she had to travel so far from Canterwell, alla the way to Absalom in order to confront her first undead, but as she drew her longsword she decided that she wouldn't allow them to be her last.
Take It Off--yaoi "Do you ever take that thing off?" he asked me once, tugging the sleeve of my old orange sweatshirt. I'd been told before that it was an eyesore, but he had never mentioned it. I wondered why he chose now, a normal day of video games and pizza, to ask.Take It Off--yaoi6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's true that I wore it every day. I mean, don't get me wrong. It was clean. I washed it all the time. I just liked it, was all. "You should know," I retorted after a moment. After all, this guy, Nathan, was my best friend. I was sure I had... well... maybe I hadn't taken it off in front of him before. To be honest, I hadn't even thought about it until now.
"Well, I just don't think I've ever seen you without it. Even in summer." Was that a problem? I thought not.
"I'm attatched." I crossed my arms and pouted my lips in a childish display. He was used to this kind of thing from me by now.
He smiled one of those Nathan-
The WallHe looks into my eyes searching for something that I know is not therelove. I tryThe Wall4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
to fake it, but what does love look like in the eyes of another? He stares for a
second longer before realizing he loves someone who doesn't love him back. I cringe
away from the pain I now see in his face. Pain consumes his features almost
instantly and I reciprocated that pain in my own features.
"Why can't you just love me back?" he said to me as a turned and walked away from
me. These parting words changed something in me. I could feel the wall I built
cracking. I built this wall to keep my emotions in and others out. I have
convinced myself that it's the only way to live, to keep my heart safe; it's not
safe anymore. His final blow hit my wall with such force that the wave of my own
emotions is going to prove too much for my wall.
Game Cave Chapter 01: Bust-A-Bomb!Game Cave Chapter 01: Bust-A-Bomb!6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Blue sky, white clouds, and a hint of desert wind from the east. All was calm, as if the entire universe were holding its breath. Then it exhaled. The sky erupted in a fury of orange, yellow, red, and green flame. A mixture of hellfire and rocket fuel, with a dash of magic thrown in for maximum damage.
Custom explosives were like that, Bombkatt thought, sitting in the Captains chair of the Jolly Dagger. Multicolored, sparkly, vicious. No matter the recipe, each bento bomb was unique. In her mind at least. Katt loved crafting her own weapons, and she was damned good at making them. It was a gift. Bentos, specifically, were her preferred weapon of choice. With the right Majeki inserted, they could even be used to entertain parties. Not these ones. These were made to kill.
The Jolly Dagger, Katt’s newly bought airship, cast a W
The Betrayal - Chapter 1The Betrayal - Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"David", my father roars as I try to sneak past his watchful gaze towards my place at Indicative table.
"Yes, fat-t-ther" I stutter as he stares me down with his spiraling golden eyes.
I instinctively bow, hoping that he will simply soften, as I am making myself lower than him. Instead he says something completely unexpected, that makes me freeze and hold my breath, waiting for a punch line. But, no I'm not granted such mercy.
"Your time has come" he states, with power radiating from his voice. All around, silence befalls. "Bu-u-t" I once again stutter, my voice sounding feeble.
"Noooo!!" I hear someone yell.
"Julius, you cannot do such a thing, I will not allow it."
Raising my head, I see it is my radiant mother -who has spoken out of turn- still glowing from her transformation. She runs to me, terror in her liquid turquoise eyes, her long silver hair falling over my shoulder as she eloped me in a hug.
My shoulders shake as the full extent of what my father has said com
TFAV Drab 04 RP OP RES PRELUDETFAV Drab 04 RP OP RES PRELUDE4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Transformers AlterVerse Drabble 04: Operation Rescue Eagle One Prelude
(Note: The drabbles take place in a series of time frames after TFAV Chapter Arraignment and Answers and before the TFAV Chapter named Rescue Prez)
"President Whitemore has been captured by Russian Forces. Use of him and cabinet as hostages and leverage is inevitable. Revise Request: Send all Autobot Alliance as well as FSOF, NEST and GI JOE Strike Teams to retreive High Priority Target. This is of utmost importance. Failure is not an option."
- Autobot Alliance Pulsewave Communiqué to all Autobot Alliance and Allied forces, 2 days before the launch of Operation Rescue Eagle One.
Year 2010 A.D._
Somewhere in the Middle East_
G.I. J.O.E. (Global Integrated Joint Operations Entity) The Pit_
2 days ago_
Hawk - 'I want reports now! We have to have all our plans in order."
Duke: All the Joes were prepped and ready, but unfortunately we cannot s
Five ElementsFive ElementsFive Elements7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
I call upon Air,
Father of knowledge and health,
Hear my whispered plea.
I call upon Earth,
Mother of balance and grace,
Send me all your strength.
I call upon Fire,
Father of energy and powr,
Shed light to the way.
I call to Water
Mother of tranquility,
Fill me with your luck.
We call the Spirit,
Who's power lies within us,
Protect your children.
The end of the war - ShikaInoThe end of the war (ShikaIno version)The end of the war - ShikaIno4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All of a sudden it became quiet. You heard nothing at all. Overwhelming laid the silence above the whole area and above the people, who had fought against each other here. Some had already lost their lifes, other just stand barely on their own legs, and others again were patched up or wrestled for their lifes.
No one dared to breath or to make a sound, til the knowledge overcame them that this war was finally over. They had managed it, they had won against the enemy, who seemed so strong and invincible.
The wind blew over the landscape, raised up the dust from the ground and carried it away, just how it also took the silence away.
The first persons started to stir, the joy of victory was clearly seen on their faces, even though deep down in their hearts they felt sorrow for the dead soldiers, but in the moment the feeling of joy overwighed it.
It was finally over. They all could breath again.
From now on there would be a time of peace. Those
He's Your PainkillerHe's Your Painkiller4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It's the distant 22nd century, and chaos has reigned over the earth for the last 150 years. Like a monster, the destroyer of worlds flew over the sky, like a banshee, screaming terrifyingly over the world.
Faster than a bullet,
Enraged and full of anger, he's half man and half machine,
Rides the metal monster,
Breathing smoke and fire,
Closing in with vengeance, soaring high!
He is the Painkiller,
This is the Painkiller!
But then, out of the smoke and ashes, came a similar being, riding his own chariot. However, this one was different. He looked holy, almost God-like, and he went after the destroyer, and they fought the great fight. Bloodshed and hate was the only thing that could be felt.
Mankind on it's knees,
A savior comes for out the skies in answers to their pleas,
Through boiling clouds of thunder,
Blasting bolts of steel,
Evil's going under deadly wheels!
He is the Painkiller,
This is the Painkiller!
This is a six word storyThis is a six word story:This is a six word story3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I just pretend to be profound
Deaths Diary (Entry 29)Deaths Diary (Entry 29)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Let’s talk about something that I’ve gotten many requests to talk about…the afterlife. It seems odd that I haven’t spoken about this as of yet…mostly because I AM the one who takes you there…so why would I wait so long to start doing an entire entry on one? Well, the reason is that many of you won’t agree with me. Many of you will hear what I have to say and disregard it. The fact of the matter is that all people have their own opinion or prediction about what it is like after they are dead. Is there really a Heaven and Hell or is it just an empty void? Do you really reincarnate or do you have to face a judgment? I get asked that question constantly, so now it’s time I talk about it.
Before I do though, a word of warning…what I have to say will probably surprise you…and some of you may not like what you hear. All I ask is that you be respectful and that you be open-minded. The truth is that I do not ente
My sweet Angels and DemonsMy sweet Angels and Demons10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here i lay
Within my own pool of bloody rose
With Angels and demons soaring about.
Chain to the earth i struggle to get free.
Cursed to be the fallen one.
I cry invisible tears.
Darkness swollowed me whole.
I cry out,burning with passion and pain.
I want to be with them
Tainted but yet so pure.
The curse of the fallen one
Longing to be with them.
Oh sweet darkness...Bring me up there
Curled up in pain....
My skin..Scarred..from the past..
So here i lay..Watching them
Here i lay
Look at all the pretty Angels and demons....
Soul Mate Do you believe in marrying who you want?Soul Mate1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's okay, our society doesn't either.
Once upon a time we followed that standard. Back then, America was a time of tragedy. I know because my grandfather tells me so. People used to choose who they ended up with. Can you believe that?
I can't even begin to understand how a world like that could function. It could have been the kid down the road or even your old History teacher. It didn't matter – you could marry them so long as you had the right legal documents.
My grandfather says that he was among the last to choose his soul mate. Just before the fourth world war, he married my grandmother. Unfortunately, that war led to their inevitable divorce (that existed then, too). That's what started the system we have now.
Our eighth fir
SlipKnoT - To mr. Paul GraySlipKnoT - To mr. Paul Gray5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
To wonderful Mr. Paul Gray
Pet name "The Pig".
That left handed wonder.
The best left handed bassist.
The one of the Nine.
Only Eight left behind.
The loved ones, friends...
They miss You.
The world will
never be the same without You.
You gave us a voice,
a place to go to get away
from the troubles in our lives.
You were a dear close friend
and a brother to us.
Who had a special relationship
with your band and fans.
You were a one of a kind person
who can not be replaced.
But. No matter what;
You might be gone but not forgotten.
You left us here but
Your soul is still here with us.
Please, guide us.
Lead us to the better world.
Watch us from the Heavens.
Rock the Heaven
with other wonderful
musicians who had left the World
and gone to the better place.
We all love You
from the bottom of our hearts.
The Call of Wings FinalThe Call of Wings Final3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After sleepless nights and days that never seemed to end, months passed and what felt like years flew by until finally our beautiful white and golden wings were finished and ready for flight.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked for the hundredth time today while I tied the leather straps to his arm. "I mean, the chance to fly truly is a dream come true, but how sturdy do you think these things are? Do you think they will hold us up?"
"Quit worrying my boy!" I huffed, tightening the straps. "As long as you do what I say you'll be fine. Besides," I said knocking my fists against one of his wings, "these wings will get us where we need to."
He gave a small smile. "I know, I guess I'm just a little nervous. I've never flown before," he chuckled.
I stepped back, I finishing the last strap around his wrist and smiled at my magnificent work. "You may have never flown before, but to me, you look just as though you were born to glide in the air. This is who you really are, Icarus. You we